when the day get blacker as the darkest night ever the waters turned to red from the blood of the tortured one and the vermins marching to the daylight when the birds of the sky, fall from the quiet trees to the soil of the earth

then, the arrivel of his majesty is near and we, wait with darkest proud we slaves of the last eclipse (and) we, await him now

we, princes of darkness accept no lord of emptiness we, the princes of darkness destroy the holy weakness

we are twelve creatures of the allmighty

the lord of thousand cries the god of all great beasts six slaves of the h*rned master and with us, four children of the night

mea culpa corpus christi for we have killed your son we princes of dakrness rape the holy wh*r* and destroy your kingdom

the h*ll will follow us, you will never know our names with us will come the astaroth, the producer of all pains